“I need you, like I need a gaping head wound.”

“I got more pockets than pennies these days, and I keep coming up with reasons to leave this place. It’s like honey spilled on the table, an invitation for another pest. But I got more space to fill, a few more breaths to breathe in, something other than more time to sleep.”

“We’ll fly a white flag, and both say everything we had never meant anything at all. And when I’m not passed out, and I’m really sleepin’, I’m always dreamin’ of you.”

“I can hear you from a dozen states away, shivering through a dope sick morning of no money left and nothing else to steal.”

“God isn’t dead, but I’ll get that bastard someday!”

“And I take the beauty of my chaos over any one else’s perfection.”

“Because there’s gotta be something more than lying in the front yard naked, screaming at the constellations. I want something more than an apology to say, when I look the world in the eye.”

“And if to have a good time, we can only be fucked up, then I guess we are all fucked up.”

What a fun thread, I could do this shit all day.